Because of the tests in the first few levels, his level of swordsmanship continued to improve, directly reaching the peak of sword power, and finally stepping onto the threshold of condensed sword energy.
Unexpectedly, the last level is the most difficult. Once you step in, it is filled with sword energy.
Even if he was prepared in advance, he was caught off guard and his skin was cut by the powerful sword energy.
Blood flowed down instantly, making the white clothes look dazzling.
Countless sword lights kept attacking him, constantly blocking the sword energy from entering his body.
Because his level of swordsmanship is lower than here, the countless attacks he blocks every time become more domineering each time.
There were numerous cuts and cuts on his body, and he was covered in blood.
"Damn it, Jianyi."
"Ride the wind."
"The wind blows in all directions."
"Wind and thunder."
"Winds and lingering clouds."
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Mo Yuheng shared the sword skills again and again, using the strongest attack to block these sword energies.
Every time he barely dodged it, the skin on his body was scratched, and blood flowed out.
Because he refused too many wounds, even if they stung slightly, he didn't care.
Because there are things more dangerous than these. Once the extremely sharp sword energy is cut into the body, the person will be cut in half and die.
He didn't stop for a moment when he came here. These sword energies were like real knives.
"Winds and lingering clouds."
A sword swung past, and the sharp sword energy in front of him seemed to be alive and struck towards him like crazy.
It was different from the previous attacks. It was more violent than before, as if he was angry.
Mo Yuheng's body was hit hard and hit many sword energies at once.
He immediately took action to block the sword energy. He was exhausted and no longer had the strength to block the next wave of sword energy.
That's why he suffered the ensuing disaster, with many sword energies rushing toward him.
It seems that the harder she blocks, the stronger the opponent's attack becomes.
Forming an endless loop, the last attack was the long sword in his hand that fell away.
He could only take the last sword qi with his bare hands, because the strength in his hand was insufficient, and the remaining sword qi's aftermath hit his hand.
The hand was instantly hit and cut with numerous large gashes, and the blood pouring out showed the bones inside.
It was horrifying to watch, and what was even more frightening was that many small swords were left in tiny pieces where they were splashed and hit, constantly corroding the wounds.
Before Mo Yuheng could notice this, the next round of attacks came again.
But found that this attack was significantly weaker than the last construction period?
Mo Yuheng didn't understand why, so he quickly accepted the attack without having time to think about it.
There was another cut on his hand instantly, which was less serious than the last time.
Quickly use the remaining time to seal the bleeding wound with spiritual energy.
Too much physical energy is wasted, and spiritual energy is almost exhausted.
I feel like I can't breathe smoothly, as if I'm being pressed hard by a stone and I can't breathe.
At this moment, the next wave of attacks changed from one to two, and I was shocked.
what to do? He can only block the next attack. He can't take these two major attacks at all.
Moreover, these two attacks will attack his vital points, one is the heart, and the other is the consciousness between the eyebrows.
He was so cunning many times, not allowing him a moment's choice.
Mo Yuheng's body movements were faster than his thinking movements, and he caught the attack on the sea of consciousness without thinking.
Because of this, try to shift it as much as possible to the right.
It went through the chest towards the heart, and the heavy blow disappeared without a trace on the ground.
Standing there, severe pain hit him in his chest.
Hot.
A trace of blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth. He stretched out his hand to wipe it with his hand and touched his finger points on his chest. The blood no longer flowed out, and his body was in danger. He fell to the ground and felt very uncomfortable, as if there were countless ants biting him on his body.
Yes, it's the sword energy left on the skin from the previous attack, like maggots attached to the bone that can't be destroyed no matter how much they are destroyed?
His body was shaking violently, and he fell to the ground just now.
The attack just now turned into three heavy impacts on the body, on the legs, hands and abdomen.
The same blood quickly dyed the entire white clothes red, and the body shook violently, unable to resolve the burning pain.
Although the bleeding stopped, there was no more bleeding.
But it doesn't mean that he can accept the next four sword energy motivations, causing those attacks to hit him again.
The severe pain caused him to go numb and blood flowed into a pool.
His breath is getting weaker and weaker. Is his life going to be lost here?
Mo Yuheng felt extremely sad and unwilling, which drove him to change and stand up to block the next four attacks.
This is when he feels that his breath is weak, the soul lamp is constantly swaying, and he does not know that the sect leader and Zhenjun Fusang have been waiting for a long time outside the door, and he is anxious in his heart. Every minute and every second seems like a lifetime.
No, he was really unwilling, but no matter how unwilling he was, his body could not turn into strength to let him stand up.
He was blocking a powerful attack, but he couldn't stand up, his body just couldn't be controlled.
Mo Yuheng's eyes reflected the next few sword lights, and countless brilliant colors flew by.
He thought of his cousin Mo Rongyin who was very good to him and taught him swordsmanship...
Every important person flashed past, as if trying to catch something important.
Master, master uncle, senior brother...
It would be hard for them if she died.
No, no, he absolutely cannot leave this world like this.
He still has a lot of things to do and hasn't met his parents yet. How could he disappear from this world?
The eyebrows became firm, and he stretched out his hand as he watched the next few attacks, subconsciously trying to block these forces.
I really want a mysterious power to surge out of my body and slowly gather from my hands.
All of a sudden, he blocked the sword energy that hit him from above.
The body swayed and turned over, exposing itself to danger again.
But the magical power just now seems to be the sword energy he activated. Yes, he has reached this state recently.
It's just that the use was not mature enough, and the next six attacks of sword energy collided again.
The sharp breath seemed to penetrate the human body, extremely sharp.
Mo Yuheng had the sword energy that he had condensed, and stretched out his hand to slowly condense it, forming a huge sword energy that hit the six sword energy.
The fierce collisions exploded together, and wave after wave of attacks spread in all directions.
His body almost flew out first, and he rolled a few more times before slowly coming to a stop.
His chest heaved violently and his lips were chapped.
But the determination in his eyes made him more confident. He raised his body with one hand and knelt on the ground with the other foot.
He slowly got up and faced the seven sword energies in front of him.
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